When Ordinary Becomes Extraordinary

There are times when we wish that we could be lifted out of the ordinary mundane existence we call life to something that perhaps more than what was given to us.  Maybe more than what we have already achieved!  We are compelled to strive to make a difference, not only in our lives, but in the lives of others.  It’s those individuals that we are sure that have been left behind.  When we can face the facts that we don’t know what to do, maybe this boring, taxing life is just “all made up” by a small band of wealthy people who decided to play a game, a hoax which is only real to those who choose to play the game—it’s all a game!

 Go sit on the bench called Reflection.  It’s on the bench where you will find truth.  It’s on the bench where transcendence is a possibility and ordinary becomes extraordinary.  Did the recession teach us anything about the game?  Only 1% of the population sold out 99% of the rest of the population.  Amazing!!  It is the greatest hoax EVER!  You don’t have to play “follow-the-leader” any longer.  The leader is lost!  Go to the bench and Imagine-a-Nation filled with happy, talented, creative, loving and powerful people.  You can go to the bench NOW!!  You can get out of debt, go back to school, write the book, produce the play, solve the mysteries of that math and physics problem, write a new computer program, plant a garden, learn to play the cello, visit the sick, become an entrepreneur, go to a concert—sing, dance, practice yoga, meditate, pray—but don’t get back in the game!

On the bench you will see the truth in plain sight.  You will recognize the noise of silence.  In the game of life our silence is “noise.”  When we transcend to the awe and wonders of real existence, then silence has meaning—silence has purpose—silence becomes the gift of the extraordinary life.  So go to the bench and sit quietly and do absolutely nothing.  You will feel a glimmer of hope, a new idea will be realized, a fresh thought will come without any help, and joy will replace sorrow—and the ordinary will be replaced by the extraordinary.